Chapter 162 Breaking the Zhenlong chess game and understanding the mantra of the inner demon
"No, if you want to see me, you have to break the Zhenlong chess game before you can enter. Doesn't Grandmaster Lu know how to play chess?"
joke.
Could it be that Wu Yazi is an old fool and wants to rely on his old age to live up to his old age?
When Su Xinghe heard this, he quickly knelt down into the cave.
To stop an innate master, let alone the three melons and two dates of the Xiaoyao sect, whether they are qualified enough.
This sentence alone can make Tianzun Palace hostile to Xiaoyao.
Lu Heng thought for a moment, stared at the cave with a playful gaze for a long time, and said: "Since I have learned martial arts from Xiaoyaozi, how difficult is it to break this Zhenlong chess game? It's interesting and interesting."
Say it.
Lu Heng turned around and wanted to leave.
Su Xinghe calmed down the shock in his heart a little.
Lu Heng was able to subdue Ding Chunqiu easily. He had already received information from Xue Muhua, and he knew more clearly that the life and death talisman was the method of his uncle Tianshan Tonglao Wu Xingyun, who was also a Xiaoyao martial artist.
And there is no way the Xiaoyao Sect can resist such a master with such a brilliant record.
Seeing that Lu Heng returned without saying a word, he looked at the chess game.
Su Xinghe did not dare to neglect, and the chess player who originally played chess did not want to miss this opportunity to meet the senior.
Duan Yu was dismissed and ended in failure.
Qiao Feng also stepped forward to try, but neither of them fell into that weird illusion.
At this time, Lu Heng's eyes seemed to shine.
[You carefully observe the Zhenlong chess game, stimulate your full-level understanding, understand the mantra of the inner demon, and automatically deduce it to perfection!]
[Note: This secret technique is a spiritual fantasy. If the host asks people questions and releases the mantra, the inner demons of the other person can be awakened. 】
interesting.
Spiritual illusion, inner demon mantra?
"How can such a grand event be without a young monk?"
Suddenly, a person came from outside and landed in front of the chess board with his superb Qinggong.
It happened that Murong Fu also picked up the white piece at this time and was about to drop it.
"Great monk, it's you!"
"Tubo State Master Jiumozhi!"
Duan Yu couldn't help but blurted out.
Jiumozhi didn't know Lu Heng at all, so it was better to come early than to come by chance.
Put your palms together and salute those around you.
"It's the young monk, Prince Duan. We meet again. We are really destined."
"Mr. Murong, why don't we borrow this chessboard to play a game?"
Murong Fu snorted, as if he didn't bother to talk to Jiumozhi. It was because of Duan Yu that the two became enemies.
Suzaku was about to make a move.
Lu Heng waved his hand.
When Shaolin Temple Xuannan saw this person, his expression changed a little.
But anyway, the two of them played against each other.
Since Lu Heng didn't interfere, he, the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple, didn't dare to take advantage of it.
Su Xinghe smiled, motioned for the two of them to start, and sat firmly on the wall to watch.
In Lu Heng's eyes, the two were not competing in chess skills, but rather in martial arts on the chessboard.
As if going crazy, Murong Fu's eyes were bloodshot, and Jiumozhi was no better.
The real environment made the two of them look like martial arts masters, competing in the air, each holding a weapon and launching a move.
It goes back and forth, but it breaks into the illusion arranged by the other party and cannot extricate itself.
"puff!"
I couldn't hold back one mouthful.
Murong Fu took three steps back, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and with a terrifying look in his eyes, he pushed away Bao BuTong and Feng BoE and waved his sword randomly.
Jiumozhi's eyes were dull, but he still had some Buddhist knowledge. He managed to swallow the blood, and his eyes gradually became clear.
"Murong Fu, you can't even win against me, and you still want to compete in the Central Plains. Are you worthy? It's better to die now than to embarrass your Murong family."
When Qiao Feng saw this, he snorted coldly.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms swung out half of the palm force and knocked away the long sword in Murong Fu's hand.
"Beggar Qiao Feng, good work. Why don't you and I fight last time? There are only a handful of people in the world who can tie me."
If he hadn't met Lu Heng, Qiao Feng might have believed it.
In the world alone, there are more than ten famous senior masters who have broken through the innate barrier.
A mere Tubo monk sat in a well and looked at the sky.
Lu Hengda was disappointed, shook his head and said: "It's better to teach him a lesson."
"I am talking to Qiao Feng. Who are you? You are worthy of standing between me and him!"
"Shut up and be careful, Jiumozhi, you see clearly, this is my master, Duan Yu, Lu Heng, the master of Tianzun Palace, Grandmaster Lu!"
Jiumozhi was once blocked by the Xuanwu of the Tianzun Palace. With his current peak acquired strength, he has never entered the Xiantian, and still wants to fight with Lu Heng. It is simply a fool's dream.
However, Qiao Feng has not yet reached the innate level, and can only be regarded as a top master in the world. With Lu Heng's teaching of the Nine Yang Divine Skills combined with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his ability can surpass Jiumozhi.
"It turns out that it was Grandmaster Lu who was in front of him. The young monk was rude. If you don't know, don't blame me. Qiao Feng, let's go over there and have a fight."
Jiumozhi felt horrified in his heart. With just one look, he was slightly injured, which was beyond his ability to fight.
At this moment, no one dares to break this Zhenlong chess game.
Lu Heng said coldly: "You kidnapped my disciple, and Duan Yu will repay the debt with his own hands later. As for your rudeness, I believe you have already suffered."
Jiumozhi was not stupid and immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Lu Heng punished him and let him go. After all, people are like trees. Besides, outsiders can't see Jiumozhi's martial arts, but he and Suzaku can.
This is clearly the Small Phaseless Kung Fu.
"Thank you, Grandmaster Lu, for your kindness. From now on, I will look forward to Master Duan's visit."
Duan Yu didn't care when he heard this.
Now, he was hurt by love and eager to find Duan Zhengchun and ask if he and Wang Yuyan were born from the same father.
Moreover, in Wang Yuyan's eyes, there was only her cousin Murong Fu, and there was no trace of him.
Lu Heng walked to the chessboard, looked at Su Xinghe, and said, "If we break this bad chess game, can we go see Wu Yazi?"
"This is natural. It is a rule set by my master. Please forgive me, Grandmaster Lu."
"Easy, just make a move!"
When black moves, white will follow suit.
Su Xinghe became more and more surprised as he went down. Lu Heng was not in any trouble at all.
"Hiss, Grandmaster Lu could have made a mistake, how could he be swallowed up by this huge dragon?"
"The horse has stumbled. Grandmaster Lu doesn't seem to be a person who can't play chess. Even I admire the method just now."
When people outside the venue saw this, they still didn’t understand what it meant.
When Lu Heng dropped the last white stone, Su Xinghe's hand started to tremble.
"Why can't you stop?"
People who know chess can't understand it. After losing just now, they all have some feelings for each other.
the other side.
Qiao Feng is competing with Jiumozhi.
The scene was also quite hot and shocking.
"Throw yourself into danger to survive, take a step back to open up the world!"
"Senior Su, you are the one who has become a disciple. Grandmaster Lu can actually understand this truth. No wonder you can become an innate at such a young age. This is not talent but the kindness in your heart."
Xuannan opened his mouth to explain.
Only then did the surrounding actors realize that there was so much truth in it.
Su Xinghe put down the chess pieces, bowed his hands to Lu Heng, and said: "Grandmaster Lu, you win. The master is inside, please."
After speaking, Xue Muhua and others led the way, but Su Xinghe took out a dagger from his sleeve and cut off Ding Chunqiu's head in public.
"The great revenge has been avenged, and you can return to our sect."
"But I have to thank Grandmaster Lu. Without him, there would be no day for you to return."
"Eight friends of Hangu, I would like to thank Grandmaster Lu for his great kindness. If I have any orders in the future, I will not dare to disobey him."
The eight people looked at Lu Heng's back.
The other party seemed not to hear, pushed aside the vines, and entered the cave.
"Wu Yazi, you can really pretend. Now that I have broken your chess game, why are you looking for me?"
(To be continued)
(End of chapter)
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